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I'm in a book club. We get together once a month or so, discuss books and eat. It's a good arrangement. I like these women, we have fun when we get together, and the books we pick are usually really great.
But I have a confession: I can't remember the last time I finished one of the books.
In my defense, the last one was huge. It was supposed to be a summer read, but I got it about three weeks before the September meeting, and despite dedicating every free moment to it, I didn't even make it one quarter of the way through.
I don't sit around reading as much as I used to. Time was, I could go through three or four books a week. But now, if I pick up a book, it's because I really want to read it. While the book choices we've had with the book club have been great, I guess having a deadline imposed on my reading is making it feel too much like work. I put down a book I was really enjoying so I could read the book club selection. I think I may resent it just a little bit.
Maybe I just have a short attention span. Maybe if we had a movie-watching club...
But I have a confession: I can't remember the last time I finished one of the books.
In my defense, the last one was huge. It was supposed to be a summer read, but I got it about three weeks before the September meeting, and despite dedicating every free moment to it, I didn't even make it one quarter of the way through.
I don't sit around reading as much as I used to. Time was, I could go through three or four books a week. But now, if I pick up a book, it's because I really want to read it. While the book choices we've had with the book club have been great, I guess having a deadline imposed on my reading is making it feel too much like work. I put down a book I was really enjoying so I could read the book club selection. I think I may resent it just a little bit.
Maybe I just have a short attention span. Maybe if we had a movie-watching club...